Friday, August 29, 2003
someone bring me a drink.

things i'm doing for my birthday weekend ....

the beach with my favorite russian, victorilicious.
drinks with a certain
brunch downtown.
jewelry shopping in soho.
gay disco shakespeare.
a birthday margarita gathering involving the following luminaries...shivlet, fulminous, pennyfunk, victorilicious, wang and his charming girlfriend, and a motley assortment of other splendid characters.

and monday? monday i have absolutely no plans at all whatsoever nope none at all zip. this makes me, perhaps, the happiest little ninjablossom on the face of manhattan today.

happy birthday to me!

love, krissa .... 10:49 PM ... link!

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Thursday, August 28, 2003
one for my baby and one for the road

in continual birthday celebration mode*... drinks are on the house. what's your poison, pals? let me know and i'll mix it up for you, stylish hostess that i am. so what'll it be?

*and giving due props to
karen of course for being the original cocktail hourĀ® girl.

love, krissa .... 6:46 PM ... link!

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Wednesday, August 27, 2003
leave the man alone, please.

aahhh, it's that
that time of year again.

time to separate the wheat from the chaff. the strong from the insufferably hip. the real individualists from the scrabbling pathetic poseurs.

you know. who goes to burning man.... and who knows better.

love, krissa .... 9:31 PM ... link!

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dear design world:

how in the hell is
THIS a fruit basket?!


love, krissa .... 5:37 PM ... link!

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i want a BEAN feast.

i'll have you know, my birthday is in.... four days! you know what this means. it means that your normally relatively unselfish, generous loving owl decides there are a MILLION THINGS she wants! that's right. her alter ego comes out. you know the one.... VERUCA SALT!

i want
this cake!

and i want these flowers!

aside from those two perfectly lovely but perishable things...

i also want

a shaggy-haired doggy named caspian.
the perfect cup of coffee every single morning.
a bigger television.
long hair.
someone to salsa with.
a pitcher of margaritas.
a trip around the world.
an i-pod.
green contacts.
the perfect goodnight kiss!

well, at least i know two things i AM getting this year for my birthday: a box of the world's most delicious chocolates and a brand new lovely wrought iron bed!

hurrah for me and my bean feast!

love, krissa .... 6:31 AM ... link!

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Monday, August 25, 2003
i'd just like to say....

...there's nothing quite like making out like teenagers on a roof in midtown manhattan.

that is all.

love, krissa .... 9:18 PM ... link!

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the truth revealed

the final tally: eight votes for #1, six votes for #2, and two votes for #3.

you're all smart little monkeyninjas. smart little bloggypants, you all are. #1 was in fact, a complete baldfaced lie from beginning to end. while my grandma jean was a marvelous woman, we were never very close. she died at 91, when i was 11, and living in tunisia, not kenya. i felt almost nothing at the news of her passing except grief at my mother's mourning and a vague sense of discomfort at the general need for tears. while i did have a similar epiphany concerning the miracle of contant thrumming life in my veins, that was many years later.

as for #2, yes, people, i did in fact take my relationship with my parents very much for granted, and was somewhat amused by
ethernautrix's idea that only someone much younger could make such a mistake. life is a learning curve, and i'm sure there's still much i am painfully oblivious to in this world. like, for instance, how to make gnocchi, or exactly how badly labor hurts.

obviously, #3 rang very true to a lot of people. good to know i wasn't a complete dolt that day on the steps of the post office.

thanks for playing!

love, krissa .... 6:50 PM ... link!

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